Halfcloud

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Pinning down what is genuine about Halfcloud can be difficult, but most cats don't actually know her well enough to realize this anyways. She keeps herself fairly distant from other people, but does so eloquently enough that she's never come off as too dark or seething. Lately, she's been more actively taking part in others lives, and has done so with a bubbly attitude, albeit slightly awkward in the way one might expect from someone who hasn't really talked to many other cats through most of their youth.

She's obedient to others for the most part and seeks out praise. Her brown-nosing attitude may be annoying to some, but her eagerness for other's approval is often what makes her a code-abiding cat. Otherwise, she will break the code when it's convenient to her, and cares little overall for the collective of her clan--moreso caring for herself and the individual cats she has interest in.

On a day-to-day, she's a compentent warrior. Dutiful, eager, and has a good attitude. She is a good listener but doesn't like to talk about herself very much--at least not in deep details. She doesn't hesitate in the face of danger and likes to go along with others fun.

She's good at lying and can certainly be manipulative, but she's not really a smoothtalker. She isn't suave or charismatic beyond being cute.

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PARENTS -> YOUTH
Halfcloud's parents are the miserable queen Weaselbite and the now-deceased adventurous tom Halfear. Halfear was born to the name Loonheart, but after he got his ear shredded in a victorious battle with Thunderclan, he and his friends insisted on a name change to mark the occasion. He was well-liked in Shadowclan, but unfortunately, around the time Halfear was born, he perished in a border skirmish. His body was never found, but one of the enemy warriors present confirmed his death. Still, Weaselbite always held out hope he was out there. Alive.

Halfear was black-and-white with orange eyes. His daughter looked a lot like him, short of him having freckles and her not. As such, Weaselbite named Halfkit after him. Weaselbite missed Halfear terribly, and would fondly tell stories to anyone who would listen about her gone mate. Halfkit always eagerly listened, looking up to the father she never knew, and would never know.

These were the few good times Halfcloud would ever have with her mother. Weaselbite was especially protective, stern, and even aggressive. As an only-kit, Halfkit was the sole target of Weaselbite's worst feelings and actions. Halfcloud never found any solace with her mother and instead sought out comfort from the other cats her age. She quickly attached herself to Cloverkit. While it started out as just her being a clingy friend, Halfkit eventually grew feelings for them.

Just a moon into her apprenticeship she was absolutely certain she was madly in love with them, and wanted to one day be their mate. At such a young age, she was sure they were soulmates. Her overbearing affection, often demanding and possessive attitude, was never welcomed by Cloverpaw.


WARRIORHOOD

Halfcloud's singlemindedness continued into her adulthood for quite some time. She mostly ignored the other cats around her. Coming off as nice but incredibly quiet to them, but then boisterous and giddy with Cloverspring. What happened through most of her alone time is unknown to most cats. She just... followed the leaders orders.. Present for patrols, but then in her free time no one noticed or cared where she went.

Things changed after one conversation with Cloverspring. Things had bubbled over with them after Halfear claimed to be their mate and disrupted their relationship with a warrior named Heathernose. Their feelings were laid bare, and Cloverspring insisted on boundaries being made if they were going to continue to be friends--just friends.

Nothingmorethanfriends?Ifeventhatreally!Honestlywhataretheyeventalkingabout??WehavebeentogethersincewewereKITSwhoevenreallyisHeathernose??ANOBODY!!HOWDARETHEYBOTHTRYTOMAKEMETHENOBODY.YOUREALLIHAVECLOVERSPRING!DONTLEAVEME!IFICOULDKILLHEATHERNOSEIWOULD.ANDANYOTHERCATTHATDARESTANDINMYWAY.

Halfcloud took it well. Nodding and agreeing to Cloverspring's terms.

Since then, other warriors would say that Halfcloud has really come out of her shell. She's been more friendly lately, and while sometimes she struggles with it, she seems to enjoy talking with others.